THERE was once upon a time a king
and a queen who managed their affairs very badly. They were driven out
of their kingdom, and had to sell first their crowns, then their clothes,
their linen, their laces, their furniture, bit by bit, in order that they
might have bread to eat. The pawnbrokers were tired of buying, for every
day something new was sold. When at last they were stripped of nearly
everything they possessed, the king said to his wife: "Here we are
exiled from our kingdom, with nothing left us to live on. We must therefore
earn our own and our poor children's bread. Think, then, what we shall
do, for till now I have only followed kingcraft, which is very easy."
The queen, who was very clever, asked eight days to think about the matter.
At the end of that time, she said: "There is no reason why we should
be miserable, your majesty. All you have to do is to make nets to catch
birds in the woods and fish in the sea. While the lines are wearing out
I shall make others for you. As for our three daughters, they are lazy
minxes, and no mistake, who think they are still great ladies, and play
at being such. They must be sent away, so far away that they will never
come back; for it would be impossible for us to give them the fine clothes
they would desire."

The king began to weep when he saw he must part from his
children, for he was a kind father; but the queen was mistress. He agreed,
therefore, to all her proposals, and said: "To-morrow morning rise
early, and take your three daughters wherever you think suitable."
While they were planning this princess Finette, the youngest girl, was
listening through the keyhole. When she had found out the intention of
her father and mother, she ran off as fast as ever she could to a large
grotto, a long way from home, where the Fairy Merluche, her god-mother
lived.

Finette took with her two pounds of fresh butter, some
eggs, milk, and some flour to make a nice cake for her god-mother so that
she might get a good welcome from her. Very merrily did she set out on
her journey, but the farther she went the more tired she grew. The soles
of her shoes were quite worn through, and her pretty little feet were
so torn that it was pitiful to see them. At last she had to give up, and
sitting down on the grassy she began to cry.

A beautiful Spanish jennet passed by, saddled and bridled,
with more diamonds on its saddle-cloth than would buy three whole towns.
On seeing the princess it began feeding quietly by her side, and bending
its knee, it seemed to bow before her. "Pretty one," she said,
taking hold of the bridle, "will you carry me to my godmother the
fairy? I shall be so grateful if you will, for I am so tired that I am
like to die. And if you help me now, I will give you nice oats, and hay,
and fresh straw to lie on." The horse bent down almost to the ground
before her, and little Finette jumped on its hack, whereupon it set off
running as lightly as a bird. At the entrance of the grotto, it stopped
as if it had known the way, as indeed it did; for it was Merluche, knowing
that her god-daughter was coming to see her, who had sent this beautiful
horse.

When she was inside, she made three low bows to her god-mother
and taking the hem of her dress, she kissed it, saying: "Good-day,
god-mother, how are you? Here is some butter, some milk, some flour, and
some eggs, which I have brought to make a nice cake for you, just as we
do at home." "Welcome. Finette," said the fairy; "come
till I give you a kiss." So saying, she kissed her twice, which made
Finette very happy, for Madam Merluche was not a common fairy. "Now,
god said she, "I want you to be my little maid. Take down my hair
and comb it." The princess undid it, and combed it, in the cleverest
possible way. "I k-now quite well," said Merluche, "why
you came here. You overheard the king and the queen, who want to lead
you away and lose you, and you wish that no such evil thing may happen
to you. Well, you have only to take this ball of thread. It will never
break. Fasten one end to the door of your house, and keep it in your hand.
When the queen has left you, it will be easy to return by following the
thread."

The princess thanked her god-mother, who filled a bag
for her with beautiful dresses all of gold and silver, and after kissing
her, mounted her again on the beautiful horse, and in two or three minutes
she was landed at the door of their majesties' hut. "My little friend,"
said Finette to the horse, "you are very pretty, and very good, and
you run faster than the sun. Thank you for your trouble, and now go back
to where you came from." She entered the house Very quietly, and
hiding her bag under her pillow, went to her bed as if nothing had happened.

As soon as day dawned, the king awoke his wife, saying:
"Come madam, come, get ready for the journey". She got up immediately,
put on her thick shoes, a short skirt, a white camisole, and took a stick
in her hand. Then she called her eldest daughter, whose name was Fleur
d'Amour; her second, I and her third, Fine or Finette, as she was usually
called. "I learnt in a dream last night," said the queen, "that
we must go and see my sister. She will entertain us well, and we can eat
and laugh as much as ever we like." Fleur d'Amour, who was miserable
at living in this lonely place, said to her mother: "Very well, madam,
let us go wherever you please. Provided that I get away from here, it
doesn't matter to me." The two others said the same. So after bidding
good to the king, all the four set off. They went such a very long way
that Fine-Oreille began to be much afraid she would not have thread enough,
for they had gone nearly a thousand leagues. She used always to walk behind
her sisters, passing the thread deftly through the bushes. When the queen
thought that her daughters would not be able to find their way back, she
went into a large wood, and said: "My little lambs, go to sleep now.
I shall be the shepherdess who watches round her flock, for fear the wolf
should eat them." So lying down on the grass they fell asleep, and
the queen left them there, thinking she should never see them again. Finette
had shut her eyes, but was not asleep. "If I were a wicked girl,"
she said, "I should go away at once, leaving my sisters here to die,
for they beat me and scratch me till the blood comes. But in spite of
all their cruelty, I will not leave them." So she awoke them, and
told them the whole story. They began to cry, and begged her to take them
along with her, and said they would give her lovely dolls, and their little
silver dolls' house, and their other toys, and their sugar-plums. "I
know well enough that you will do nothing of the kind," said Finette,
"but all the same, I will be a kind sister to you." And getting
up, she followed her thread, and the princesses did so too, so that they
got home almost as soon as the queen.

Stopping at the door, they heard the king saying; "My
heart is very sore at seeing you coming back by yourself." "Well,
but we didn't know what to do with our daughters," said the queen.
"Yet, if you had brought my Finette back,' replied the king, "I
should not mind about the others, for they care for nobody." Tap,
tap, came their knock. "Who is there?" said the king. Your three
daughters," the answered, "Fleur d'Amour, Belle-de-Nuit, and
Fine-Oreille." The queen was all of a tremble. "Do not open
the door," she said; "it must be their ghosts, for they themselves
could not have come back." And the king, who was just as great a
coward as his wife, said: "You are deceiving me; you are not my daughters."
But Fine-Oreille, who was quick witted, said to him: "Father, I am
going to bend down. Look at me through the cat's hole, and if I am not
Finette, I'll let you heat me." The king looked as she had told him,
and as soon as he recognised her, he opened the door to them. The queen
pretended that she was very glad to see them, and told them she had forgotten
something, and that she came to fetch it, but assuredly she would have
found them again. And they made as if they believed her, and went up to
their sleeping-place in a pretty little garret for the night.

"Well, sisters," said Finette, "you promised
me a doll; give it me then." "And how can you expect it, you
little monkey?" said they. "It is all on account of you that
the king does not love us." Thereupon they took their distaffs and
beat her without mercy. When they had chastised her well, she went to
bed, but with so many scars and swellings that she could not sleep. So
she heard the queen saying to the king: "I shall take them in another
direction, still further off, and I am sure they will never return."
When Finette heard this plan, she got up very quietly meaning to pay another
visit to her god-mother. Going into the poultry-house, she took two chickens
and a fine cock, and wrung their necks, then two little rabbits that the
queen was feeding up with cabbage against the next time they should be
having a feast; and putting them all in a basket, she set off. But she
had not gone a league, groping all the way, and in terror of her life,
when the Spanish jennet galloped up to her, snorting and neighing. She
thought it was all up with her, and that soldiers were coming to capture
her, but when she saw the pretty horse all by itself, she mounted, delighted
to go on her way in this comfortable fashion; and very soon she was at
her god-mother's house.

After the usual greetings, she gave her the chickens,
the cock, and the rabbits. Then she begged Merluche to help her by good
counsel, making known to her how the queen had sworn to take them away
to the end of the world. Merluche told her god-daughter not to be miserable,
and giving her a sack full of ashes, she said: "You will carry the
bag in front of you, and shake it as you go. You will walk on the ashes,
and when you want to return, you need only look for your footprints. But
do not bring your sisters back. They are too wicked, and if you bring
them, I will never see you any more." Finette took leave of her,
taking with her by Merluche's orders some thirty or forty millions of
diamonds in a little box which she put in her pocket. The horse was quite
ready, and carried her off as before.

When day broke the queen called the princesses, and when
they came she said to them: "The king is not very well. Last night
I dreamt that I must go and gather flowers and herbs in a certain country
where they are very good. They will make him young again, therefore let
us set out at once." Fleur d'Amour and Belle-de-Nuit who could not
believe their mother was anxious to get rid of them, were very sorry to
hear this. However they had to set off; and they went so far that never
was such a long journey made before. Finette, who did not say a word all
the while, kept behind the others, shaking the ashes very cleverly, not
letting the wind or the rain spoil any of them.

The queen, fully persuaded they could never find the way
again, noticed one evening that her three daughters were fast asleep,
so she took advantage of this to leave them and return home. When daylight
came, and Finette knew that her mother was no longer with them, she awoke
her sisters. "We are alone," she said; "the queen has gone
away." Fleur d'Amour and Belle-de-Nuit began to cry, to tear their
hair, and to beat their faces with their fists. "Alas!" they
exclaimed; "what shall we do?" Finette was the kindest girl
in the whole world, and again she took pity on her sisters. "Think
what risk I am running," she said; "for when my god-mot gave
me the means of returning, she forbade me to tell you the way, and said
if I disobeyed her she would never see me again." Belle threw herself
on Finette's neck, and so did Fleur d'Amour caressing her so tenderly
that before long they all three returned together to the king and the
queen.

Their majesties were very much astonished at seeing the
princesses again, and spoke of it all night long. And the youngest girl,
who was not called Fine-Oreille (Note
1) for nothing, heard them making up a fresh plot for the queen on
the morrow to take them again into the wilds. She ran and awoke her sisters.
"Alas!" she said to them, "we are lost. The queen is determined
to take us to some desert and leave us there. It is your fault that my
god-mot is angry, and that I dare not go and find her as I always did
before." They were very much troubled, and one said to the other:
"What shall we do, my Sister, what shall we do?" At last Belle-de-Nuit
said to the others: "There is no need to distress ourselves Old Merluche
hasn't the whole stock of cleverness in the world, we need only take peas
with us and sow them along the road, and by the traces of their growth
we can come back." Fleur d'Amour thought this a capital plan, so
they took a large quantity of peas, and filled their pockets. But Fine-Oreille,
instead of carrying peas, took the bag with the pretty clothes, and the
little box of diamonds, and as soon as the queen called them to be off,
they were quite ready.

"I dreamt last night," she said to them, "that
in a country which I need not name there are three handsome princes waiting
to marry you. I am going to take you there to see if my dream is true."
The queen walked on in front, and her daughters after her, sowing their
peas, and quite easy in their minds, having no doubt but that they would
return home again. This time the queen travelled farther than she had
ever clone before; but one dark night she left them, and came hack to
the king. Very tired was she when she reached home, but very glad not
to have the cares of such a large household on her shoulders.

The three princesses, after sleeping till eleven o'clock
in the morning, woke up. It was Finette that first perceived the queen's
absence, and though she expected it, she could not help crying, having,
so far as getting hack was concerned, more confidence in her god-mother's
help than in her sisters' cleverness. In a great fright, she told them
the queen had gone, and that they must follow her as soon as possible.
"Hold your tongue, you little monkey,' said Fleur d'Amour; "be
able to find the road whenever we like. We don't want you to interfere
unless your opinion is asked." Finette did not dare to answer, but
when they tried to find the way, not a mark or a footpath could be found.
The pigeons, of which there are a great number in that country, had eaten
up the peas, and so the princesses began to cry and howl after being two
days without food, Fleur d'Amour said to Belle-de-Nuit: "Sister,
have you nothing to eat?" "No," she answered. She asked
Finette the same thing. "No more have I," she replied, "but
I have just found an acorn." "Ah give it to me," said one.
"Give it to me," said the other and each of them wanted to have
it. "One acorn would hardly satisfy three of us," said Finette;
"let us plant it another will grow out of it for our use," They
agreed, though there seemed little likelihood that a tree would grow in
a country where there were none, and where only cabbages and lettuces
were to be seen. The princesses ate of these, and if they had been very
delicate, they would have died a hundred times. Nearly every night they
lay down under the stars, and every morning and every evening went in
turns to water the acorn, saving: "Grow, grow, pretty acorn!"
And it began to grow visibly. When it had grown to some height, Fleur
d'Amour wished to climb up on it, hut it was not strong enough to bear
her, and feeling it bend under her weight, she got down. The same thing
happened to Belle-de-Nuit. Finette, lighter than the others, stopped longer,
and they asked her: "Do you see nothing, sister?" "No,
I see nothing," she answered. "That is because the oak is not
high enough," said Fleur d'Amour; so they went on watering it, and
saying: "Grow, grow, pretty acorn!" Finette never failed to
climb up twice a day, and one morning when she was there, Belle-de-Nuit
said to Fleur d'Amour: "I have found a bag our sister has hidden.
What can be in it?" Fleur d'Amour said Finette had told her it was
old lace she was mending. "Well, I think there are sugar-plums in
it," said Belle-de-Nuit She was greedy, and wanted to see what was
in it. She did find the laces of the king and the queen; but they served
to hide Finette's beautiful clothes and the box of diamonds. "Well,
was there ever such a wicked little creature?" she cried. "Let
us take them all and put stones in their place." This they did without
delay. When Finette came back, she did not notice what her sisters had
done, for she did not think of ornaments in a desert. Her one thought
was of the oak, which was growing to be the finest ever seen.

One time when she had climbed up and her sisters as usual
asked her if she saw nothing, "I see," she cried, "a large
house, so beautiful-so very, very beautiful, that I cannot describe it
to you. The walls are of emeralds and rubies, the roof of diamonds and
it is all covered with golden bells; the weathercocks turn and turn with
the wind." "That is not true," they said; "it is not
so beautiful as you say." "Believe me, it is," replied
Finette; "I don't tell lies. Come and see for yourselves, for my
eyes are quite dazzled." Fleur d'Amour climbed up into the tree,
and when she saw the castle, she could speak of nothing else. Belle-de-Nuit,
who was very curious, would not be behind-hand, and climbing up, she 'as
just as delighted as her sisters. "Certainly," they said, "we
must go to that palace; perhaps we shall find handsome princes there who
will only he too happy to marry us." All the evening long they spoke
of nothing but their plan. Then they lay down on the grass, and when Finette
seemed to be asleep, Fleur d'Amour said to Belle-de-Nuit "Do you
know what we must do, sister? Get up and let us dress ourselves in the
rich dresses Finette has brought." "You are right," said
Belle-de-Nuit; so they got up, curled their hair, powdered their faces,
stuck on beauty spots, and dressed themselves in gold and silver gowns,
all covered with diamonds, Never was seen such a magnificent sight.

Finette, not knowing that her wicked sisters had robbed
her, took her hag with the intention of dressing, and she was in great
distress at only finding pebbles. At the same time she saw her sisters
decked out like suns. She wept, and reproached them with their breach
of faith to her, but they only laughed and mocked at her. "Would
you really dare," she said, "to take me to the castle without
any pretty dresses or ornaments at all?" "We have not too many
for ourselves," replied Fleur d'Amour, "and we'll beat you if
you talk any more about it." "But," Finette went on, "these
dresses are mine. My god-mother gave me them. You have no part in them."
"If you speak another word," they said, "we shall kill
you, and bury you, and nobody will know anything about it." And poor
Finette, afraid to anger them, followed them quietly, walking some steps
behind, just as if she were their servant.

The nearer they came to the house, the more wonderful
it seemed. "Hi!" said Fleur d'Amour and Belle-de-Nuit, "what
a good time we are going to have what good cheer we shall partake of as
we sit at the king's table. But as for Finette, she will wash the dishes
in the kitchen, for she is just like a scullion, and if any one asks who
she is, let us take care not to call her our sister, but rather the little
village herd." Finette, who was full of intelligence, and very pretty,
was in great distress at such ill-treatment. When they went up to the
gate of the castle they knocked, and at once a hideous old woman came
to open the door to them. She had only one eve, in the middle of her forehead,
but it was bigger than five or six ordinary eves; her nose was flat, her
complexion dark, and her mouth was so horrible that it made every one
afraid to look at it; she was fifteen feet high, and thirty feet in girth.
"Oh, you miserable girls," she said, "what brings you here?
Do you not know that this is the ogre's castle, and that all of you together
would hardly be enough for his breakfast? But I am better than my husband.
Come in, I shall not eat you up all at once. You may have the comfort
of living two or three days more." When they heard the ogress speaking
in this fashion, they ran away, thinking they could escape, but one of
her strides was as good as fifty of theirs, and running after them, she
caught them by their hair or by the skin of their necks. Bundling them
under her arm, she threw all three of them into the cellar, which was
full of toads and adders, and where you walked on the bones of those that
had already been eaten.

As she wanted to crunch up Finette on the spot she ran
to fetch vinegar and salt to eat her as a salad, but hearing the ogre
coming, and' thinking the princesses' skin white and delicate, she made
up her mind to eat them all by herself. So she hastily put them into a
large tub where they could only see out through a hole.

The ogre was six times as tall as his wife. When he spoke
the house shook when he coughed you would have thought it was claps of
thunder. He had only one eye, a large, ugly one, his hair stood all on
end, and he leant on a log which he used for a stick. In his hand he held
a covered basket out of which he drew fifteen little children that he
had stolen on the road, and whom he swallowed as if they had been fifteen
fresh eggs. When the three princesses saw him, they shook with terror
under the tub, and dared no longer cry aloud for fear he should hear them.
But low to themselves they said: "He'll eat us all alive; how can
we escape?" The ogre said to his wife: "I smell fresh meat,
give me some." "Indeed," said the ogress, "you always
think you smell fresh meat. It is four sheep that passed by." "Oh,
I make no mistake," said the ogre. "I smell fresh meat for certain.
I am going to look everywhere for it." "Look for it, then,"
she said, "but you won't find any." "If I find it,"
answered the ogre, "and if you are hiding it, I shall cut off your
head to make me a ball" In terror at this threat she said to him:
"Don't be angry, my little ogre, I am going to tell you the truth.
To-day there came here three young maidens whom I kept, but it would he
a pity to eat them, for they know how to do everything As I am now old
I need rest; our beautiful house, as you see, is in very bad order; our
bread is not baked properly; our soup no longer tastes good to you, and
I don't look so beautiful in your eyes since I have been killing myself
with work. They will, therefore, be my servants, so I beg of you not to
eat them just now. If you wish to at some future time you can do as you
like."

The ogre found it very hard to promise not to eat them
up at once. "Let me have my own way," he said; "I shall
only eat two of them." "No, you shall not eat any of them."
"Very well; I shall only eat the little one." But she answered:
"No, you shall not eat one of them." At last, after quarrelling
for a long time, he promised not to eat them; while the ogress thought
to herself: "When he goes to the hunt I shall eat them and tell him
they have run away

The ogre came out of the cellar and ordered them to be
brought before him. The poor girls were nearly dead with fright; hut the
ogress reassured them. When he saw them he asked them what they could
do, and they told him they could sweep and sew and spin perfectly; that
their stews were so delicious that you would like to eat the plate even
on which they were served; and as for their bread, cakes, and p people
came for them from a thousand miles round. The ogre was greedy, and so
he said "Now, then, set these fine cooks to work at once." "But,"
said he, turning to Finette, "when you have lit the fire, how can
you tell if the oven be hot enough?" "My lord," she answered,
"I throw butter in, and then I taste it with my tongue.'' "Very
well," he said, "light the fire then." The oven was as
big as a stable, for the ogre and ogress ate more bread than two armies.
The princess made an enormous fire, which blazed like a furnace; and the
ogre, who was standing by, ate a hundred lambs and a hundred sucking pigs
while waiting for the new bread. Fleur d'Amour and Belle-de-Nuit kneaded
the dough. "Well," said the great ogre, "is the oven hot?"
"My lord," replied Finette, "you will see presently.' And
so saying she threw a thousand pounds of butter into the oven. "I
should try it with my tongue," she said, "hut I am too little."
"I am big enough," said the ogre, and bending clown he went
so far into the oven that he could not draw back again, so that he was
burned to the bones. When the ogress came to the oven she was mightily
astonished to find a mountain of cinders instead of her husband.

Fleur d'Amour and Belle-de-Nuit, who saw that she was
in great distress, comforted her as they could, but they feared lest her
grief should be consoled only too soon, and that regaining her appetite
she would put them in a salad, as she had meant to do before. So they
said to her: "Take courage, madam; you will find some king or some
marquis who will be happy to marry you." At that she smiled a little,
showing her teeth, which were longer than your finger. When they saw she
was in a good humour, Finette said: "If you would hut leave off wearing
those horrible bear-skins, and dress a little more fashionably! We could
arrange your hair beautifully, and you would he like a star." "Come
then," she said, "let us see what you can do; but be sure that
if I find any ladies more beautiful than myself I shall hack you into
little bits," Thereupon the three princesses took off her cap, and
began to comb and curl her hair, entertaining her all the while with their
chatter. Then Finette took a hatchet, and with a great blow from behind,
severed her head from her body.

Never was there such joy. They climbed up to the roof
of the house to amuse themselves by ringing the golden bells; they ran
through all the rooms, which were of pearls and diamonds, and furnished
so richly that they nearly died of joy. They laughed, they sang. Nothing
was lacking. They had wheat, and sweetmeat, fruits, and dolls, as many
as they liked. Fleur d'Amour and Belle-de slept in beds hung with brocade
and velvet, and they said to each other: "Here we are richer than
was our father in his kingdom but we want husbands. No one will come here,
for this house is certainly looked on a death-trap, and nobody knows of
the death of the ogre and his wife. We must go to the nearest town to
show ourselves off in our fine clothes, and it will not be long before
we find honest merchants who will be glad enough to wed with princesses,"
As soon as they were dressed they told Finette that they were going for
a walk, and that she must stop at home to look after the house and the
washing, so that when they came back everything might be neat and clean;
that if it were not they would beat her soundly. Poor Finette, stricken
with grief, stopped alone in the house, sweeping, cleaning, washing, without
a moment's rest, and always crying. "How unhappy I am," she
said "to have disobeyed my god-mother! All kinds of evils happen
to me. My sisters have stolen my beautiful clothes to dress themselves
in. Without me the ogre and his wife would still be alive and well; and
of what benefit is it to me that I killed them? It would have been as
good to have been eaten by them as to live as I live now." When she
had said this she was almost choked with her tears. Then her sisters came
back, loaded with Portuguese oranges, preserves and sugar, saying to her:
"Oh, what a fine ball we have been to! And what a crowd was there!
The king's son was dancing; we had a great many attentions paid us. But
come now, pull off our shoes, and wash us. That's all you are good for."
Finette did as she was told, and if by any chance a word of complaint
escaped her, they threw themselves on her, beating her till she was senseless.

Next day they went again, and returned to tell of all
the wonders they had seen. One evening, when Finette was sitting near
the fire on a little heap of cinders, for want of anything else to do,
she peered into the crevices of the chimney, and as she looked she found
a little key, so old, and so rusty, that it gave her a great deal of trouble
to clean it. When it was polished, she found it was gold, and she thought
that a golden key must be for opening some beautiful little chest. So
she began to run through the whole house, trying the key in all the locks,
till at last she found it fit a casket of perfect workmanship. Opening
this, she found in it dresses, diamonds, lace, linen, and very costly
ribbons. She said nothing about her good fortune to her sisters, but waited
impatiently till they should go out next day, and as soon as they had
gone out of her sight, she dressed herself in such a way that she was
more beautiful than the sun or the moon.

Thus decked out, she went to the same ball where her sisters
were dancing, and though she wore no mask, she was so changed for the
better that they did not recognise her. As soon as she made her appearance
in the assembly a murmur of voices arose, some expressing their admiration,
some their jealousy. She was asked to dance, and she excelled all the
ladies in that as she did in beauty. The mistress of the house coming
up to her and making her a deep bow, begged to know what she was called,
so that she might ever keep in remembrance the name of so distinguished
a lady. With much courtesy she answered that she was called Cendron. Not
a lover was there but forgot his mistress for Cendron: not a poet but
made verses to her. Never did a name make such a sensation in such a short
time, and the echoes brought nothing back but Cendron's praises. No one
had eyes enough to look on her, or voice enough to sing her praises.

Fleur d'Amour and Belle-de-Nuit, who at first had made
a great noise wherever they appeared, now seeing the reception given to
the new-corner, were bursting with rage. But Finette kept clear of all
their spite with the most perfect grace possible. To look at her you would
have said she was born to rule, and Fleur d'Amour and Belle-de-Nuit who
never saw their sister but with soot on her face and grimier-looking than
a little dog, had so forgotten all about her beauty that they did not
recognise her at all, and paid court to Cendron like the others. As soon
as the ball was nearly over she set off quickly, reached home, undressed
in haste, and put on her rags again. When her sisters came back they said:
"Ah! Finette, we have just been seeing a young princess who is quite
charming. She is not an ugly ape like you. She is white as snow, and redder
than roses. Her teeth are of pearl and her lips of coral. Her dress must
weigh more than a thousand pounds, for it is all of gold and diamonds.
Ah, how beautiful! how lovely she is!" And Finette would answer between
her teeth: "I was like that, I was like that". "What are
you muttering?" they said. And Finette answered still lower: "I
was like that." This little entertainment lasted for a long time.
Hardly a day passed but Finette put on new clothes, for it was a fairy
casket, and the more you took from it, the more there was in it, and the
clothes that came out of it were so fashionable that ladies took her for
their model.

One evening when Finette had danced more than usual, and
had stopped rather late, in her desire to make up for lost time and to
get home before her sisters, she walked as fast as ever she could, and
let fall one of her slippers which was of red velvet embroidered with
pearls. She did all she could to find it again on the road, but the night
was so dark that her trouble was in vain, and she had to go in with only
one foot shod.

Next day, Prince Chéri, the eldest son of the king,
on his way to the chase, found Finette's slipper. He ordered them to pick
it up, looked at it, turned j this way and that, kissed it, cherished
it, and bore it away with him. From that day he would not eat. He grew
thin and changed, was as yellow as a quince, melancholy, and spiritless.
The king and queen, who loved him to distraction, sent in all directions
for fine game and preserves for him. But to him these seemed less than
nothing, and he only looked at them all, and would not answer the queen
when she spoke to him. They sent to fetch doctors from all parts, even
from Paris and Montpellier (Note
2). When they arrived they were shown the prince, and having watched
him three days and three nights without once leaving him, they came to
the conclusion that he was in love, and that he would die if a remedy
were not provided.

The queen, who loved him tenderly, wept oceans of tears
because she could not find out whom he loved and so arrange for his marriage.
She brought the most beautiful ladies to his room, but he would not even
look at them. At last she said to him one day "My dear son, you will
kill us with grief, for you are in love, and you hide your feelings from
us. Tell us whom it is you long for, and she shall be yours even were
she but a simple shepherdess." The prince, assured by the queen's
promises, drew the slipper out from below his pillow, and showed it to
her. "Madam," he said, "this is the cause of my ill ness.
I found this dear little pretty slipper when I was going to the chase,
and I shall never marry any but the lady whom it fits." "Very
well, my son," said the queen, "do not grieve, we will send
in search of her." And she went to tell the news to the king, who
was very much astonished. Without delay he ordered that an announcement
should be made with drums and trumpets that all the girls and all the
women should come and try on the slipper, and that whosoever it should
fit should wed with the prince. When all the ladies had heard the announcement
they washed their feet with all sorts of waters, pastes, and pomades.
There were some who peeled their feet, so that the skin should be more
beautiful, others pared them, or fasted, to make them smaller. In crowds
they set out to try on the slipper, but not one would it fit, and the
more unavailing attempts were made the greater was the prince's distress.

Fleur d'Amour and Belle-de-Nuit one day dressed themselves
so fine that they were a wonder to see. "Where are you going?"
said Finette. "We are going to the great city," they answered,
"where the king and the queen dwell, to try on the slipper which
the king's son found; for if it fits one of us, the prince will marry
her and she shall be a queen." "And might I go too?" said
Finette. "You, in truth "said they. "You are a silly little
goose. Be off and water the cabbages, you good-for-nothing."

Finette at once thought of putting on her finest clothes
to go and try her luck with the others, for she had some idea that she
would have a good chance. But what troubled her was that she did not know
the way, for the ball they had danced at was not in the great town. She
dressed in all her splendour, in a gown of blue satin covered with stars
of diamonds, a sun made of them on her head, a full moon on her back,
and all shining so brilliantly that you could not look at her without
flinching. When she opened the door to go out she was very much astonished
to find the beautiful Spanish jennet that had carried her to her god-mother.
She caressed him, saying: Welcome, little one; for you I am obliged to
my god-mother, Merluche." Then it bent down, and she rode on it like
a nymph. It was all covered with golden bells and ribbons, and its saddle
cloth and bridle were priceless. As for Finette, she was far more beautiful
than the fair Helen.

The jennet trotted lightly along to the music of the bells,
cling, cling, cling. Fleur d'Amour and Belle-de-Nuit hearing the sound,
turned and saw her coming. But what was their surprise at that moment,
when they recognised that it was Finette Cendron! They themselves were
all draggled, and their fine clothes covered with mud. "Sister,"
said Fleur d'Amour to Belle-de-Nuit, "I declare to you that that
is Finette Cendron." The other said the same; and Finette passing
close by at the moment, they were bespattered by her horse's hoofs, and
their faces splashed with mud. And Finette laughed as she said: "Your
highnesses, Cinderella despises you as much as you deserve"; then
riding past them like an arrow she was gone. Belle-de-Nuit and Fleur d'Amour
looked at each other. Are we dreaming?" they said. "Who could
have given Finette her fine clothes and the horse? What an astonishing
thing! She is in luck. She will put the slipper on, and our journey will
be in vain."

While they were mourning over their disappointment, Finette
reached the palace, and as soon as she came in sight, every one thought
she was a queen. The soldiers presented arms, the drums began to beat,
the trumpets sounded, and all the doors were flung open. Those who had
seen her at the ball ran in front of her, calling out: "Room, make
room for the fair Cendron, the wonder of the world!" With such pomp,
she entered the dying prince's room, who, casting his eyes on her, was
enchanted, and full of desire that her foot might be small enough to fit
the slipper. Without delay, she put it on, and showed the other one which
she had brought on purpose. "Long live Princess Cheri!" they
burst out. "Long live the princess who will be our queen!" The
prince rose from his bed, and came forward to kiss her hands, and she
thought him handsome and full of wit as he poured his compliments upon
her. The king and queen, who had been told the news, hastened to the spot,
and the queen taking Finette in her arms, called her her daughter, her
darling, her little queen. She gave her beautiful gifts, and the generous
king added more. The cannons were fired, there was music of violins, and
of pipes, and all kinds of instruments, and nothing was heard but the
sounds of dancing and merriment.

The king, the queen, and the prince begged Cendron to
give her consent to the marriage. "No," she said, "I must
first of all tell you my story," which she did very shortly. When
they heard that she was born a princess, they were still more delighted,
and almost besides themselves with joy. But when she told them the names
of the king and queen, her father and mother, they knew that it was they
themselves who had conquered their kingdom, and told her so. Then she
swore she would not consent to the marriage till they gave back her father's
estates. This they promised, for having more than a hundred kingdoms,
one more or less was of very little consequence.

In the meanwhile Belle-de-Nuit and Fleur d'Amour arrived,
and the first news they heard was that Cendron had put on the slipper.
They did not know what to say or to do, and would have liked to have gone
back without seeing her, but when she heard they were come, she ordered
them to appear before her, and instead of scowling at them, and of punishing
them as they deserved, she rose and came forward to embrace them tenderly.
Then presenting them to the queen, she said: "Madam, these are my
sisters, who are very amiable; I beg that you will love them." So
astounded were they at Finette's goodness, that they could not utter a
word. She promised them that they should return to their own kingdom,
which the prince wished to restore to their family. At these words they
threw themselves on their knees before her weeping for joy.

Never was there such a wedding-feast. Finette wrote to
her god-mother, and put her letter along with magnificent gifts on the
beautiful jennet. In the letter she begged her to find the king and queen,
to tell them of her good fortune, and to say they might return to their
kingdom when they liked. Merluche, the fairy, carried out these instructions
perfectly, and Finette's father and mother went back to their own estates,
and her sisters became queens like herself.